Beneath The Remains

Sepultura · The Best Of Sepultura [1996]

In the middle of a war that was not

started by me

Deep depression of the nuclear remains

I've never thought if, I've never thought

about

This happening to me

Proliferations of ignorance

Orders that stand to destroy

Battlefields and slaughter

Now they mean my home and work



Who has won?

Who has died?

Beneath the remains



Cities in ruins

Bodies packed on minefields

Neurotic game of life and death

Now I can feel the end

Premonition about my final hour

A sad image of everything

Everything's so real



Who was won?

Who has died?



Everything happened so quickly

I felt I was about to leave hell

I'll fight for myself, for you, but so what?



To feel a deep hate

To feel scared

But beyond that, to whish being at an end

Clotted blood

Mass mutilation

Hope for the future is only utopia



Mortality, insanity, fatality

You'll never want to feel what I've felt

Mediocrity, brutality, and falsity

It's just a world against me



Cities in ruins

Bodies packed on minefields

Neurotic game of life and death

Now I can feel the end

Premonition about my final hour

A sad image of everything

Everything's so real



Who has won?

Who has died?

Beneath the remains